BORDER GUARD      Bless on the border guard so cold and alone   Bless on the child so far from his home   Pity the border guard who feels like a woman to cry   Pity the border guard whose life guards the line   A light is a funny thing   A border sometime   A light is a hurting thing   Use only to divine   I pity the refugee whose home lies behind   I pity the border guard and his border line   He keeps his machine gun nose pointed to the sky   The night time is his master   And you know the dawn light brings his captor      And I pity the border guard as he walks, well as he walks his own   The echo of his foot steps is all a friend would know   A home is a funny thing   You get tied to the earth   Like a love is a crazy thing   In the eye of a child      I Pity the border guard whose soul taken captive at birth   May the sweet brace of his grief and show him how to be so wild   Yes a light is a funny thing   A border sometimes   A light is a hurting thing   Used only to divine   He who made the open plains and the world one and all   Could not have conceived with a barbed wire brain   For the building of the wall and at night I keep my fire bright   So that I may be safe when I sleep      Till I wake on that wonderful morning with no more light well ooh